Wishy-Washy Fool

Phoebe Steadman I've dropped out, burned up Fought my way back from the dead "Pearls?" she said, eyes widening. "Are...are pearls really that easy to find here?" she asked. Unlike the other stones, she clearly understood the vlaue of them. Moreover, having grown up far and away from an ocean, pearls had always been a rare and expensive item. That a child could go about finding them here boggled her. She hummed, considering the pool. "Has one ever come true?" she asked, looking back at him again. But his question came as a surprise, and Phoebe glanced at her knees, realizing they had been exposed. Her expression fell, as though a literal wall were raising around her. "You can ask." she said softly, blank gaze falling to her hands.